Last night the lightning tried to touch <br />the peak of the highest hill that <br />commands the picture that paints the horizon <br />It looked like a brush that was <br />painting graffiti across the sky <br />but it could not land on the hill <br />the lightning went sideways <br />The lightning tried once again <br />but it split into two pieces <br />both going sideways <br />It kept trying but each time <br />it fell just a little bit short <br />It was an amazing fight <br />but the painting won <br />because the lightning brush <br />never got the chance to make its <br />mark upon the hilltops<br /><br />Theorem The Truth Serum<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brush-of-lightning/
